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Showing posts with label italian. Show all posts

oven cooked chicken with roasted red peppers, artichoke hearts, and kalamata olives: enough food for a decision

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I made a big decision today. They (whoever 'they' are) say that education determines tour life. If so, then I may have skewed my trajectory. Or aligned it with what my end goal truly is - we shall see.

I decided to let SFU know that I will not be attending their Master's program for International Development in the fall, regretfully. I've decided to work for a year and take classes so I can apply for a Master's in Occupational Therapy. There is something to be said about close human interaction, rather than being an academic on a pedestal - I would rather be the former.
So, I consoled myself with artichokes. Their tender yet vinegary flesh gave me the support I needed about my decision - their tang spurred me to realize that my end goal is the same, just how I achieve it may be different than before.
The most empowering feeling comes with complete and utter creation - so, in order to feel some 'order' in my life, I made my own recipe.
I invited Kevin over to share it with me, and as you can see from the following photo, he enjoyed it.
We then headed off into the city, over the bridge, in the dwindling daylight. It was marvelous, and a calming thing to do after a day that had so much weight. So, I made a decision, then empowered myself with a recipe. Not a bad day, if I say so myself, just one with conflicting emotion. But, as I always say, the best way to sort yourself out, is to cook.
 Oven Cooked Chicken with Roasted Red Peppers, Artichoke Hearts, and Kalamata olives

1 large onion, chopped
1 head young garlic, chopped
2 roasted red peppers, skins removed
1/2 c. Kalamata olives, pitted and sliced
1/2 c. Marinates artichoke hearts, drained
2 tomatoes, sliced
1 tbs. oregano dried
1 tbs. basil driers
2 tbs. extra virgin olive oil
Salt to taste
Pepper to taste
1/4 c. Crumbled feta
1/4 c. Mozzarella cheese (optional)

2 chicken breasts, de-boned and skinned

1. Preheat oven to 400f. Heat cast iron skillet on medium with olive oil in it. Place in garlic and onion - cook until brown and caramalizefs. Afs roasted red peppers, artichoke hearts, and olives. Cook for 1 min.

2. Place chicken breast in skillet - make sure there is a layer of the mix under ans coverig the chicken to keep it moist while cooking. Place tomatoes and feta on top. Cover skillet and place in oven.

3. Cook for 30 mins covered. Put on a low broil for another 10, or until feta has browned. Serve hot.

4. Pray. Eat. Enjoy. Make a huge decision with the strong taste of olives and artichokes in your stomach for fortitude.

bruschetta: commemorative chow for a celebration

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It was a celebratory weekend these past couple of days. My mom turned, well, let just say 39 years of age - and dang, she looks good. We decided to let loose and venture into the mountains. Whistler is not only a great place to ski (yes, ski, not snowboard, ski!) but is lovely in the summer. The views are stunning, and make you realize that the license plate 'Beautiful British Columbia' isn't lying. 
The photos are enough to explain our adventurous Saturday. However, please note, that taking photos of my mother and godmother is like catching a glimpse of a rare wild bird - they are quite elusive (I find this is true of anyone over the age of 39). So the following photographs are absolutely precious.
Being with Auntie Jen and Mom is similar to living in a sitcom, it's a constant 'laugh-out-loud'. The banter is inevitable and I revel in it. 
Our stomachs were vocally protesting their emptiness as we trooped back to the condo. What was a quick, easy meal that would quickly satisfy us (and our demanding stomachs)? Bruschetta, or as they would prounce it in Italy, brusketta.
Bruschetta comes from the word 'bruscare', which means 'to roast over hot coals'. Its generally served as an appetizer (or, as in our case, to subdue our stomachs until the main course!). It was a means of rescuing bread (in a tasty fashion) before it went stale. 

Actually the best bruchetta that I have ever had was made by the father of someone I know - Elwood would just throw a bunch of things in a bowl, drizzle olive oil on it, and generously (and often boisterously) offer it to anyone and everyone (if I had been able to decipher his recipe, I would have shared it here). Haphazard seems to be the best technique for making bruschetta - remember that it is a simple dish, made out of rustic (yet flavorful) ingredients. It is the uncomplicated nature of the dish that makes it great: don't elaborate on it, just enjoy it as is with the hints of aromatic basil and the bite of garlic.
It was a girls weekend, a singles weekend, and a birthday weekend. There was good food, good wine, and lots of laughter. What more could I ever ask for. I appreciate these women so much, they are steadfast in my life, and bring me so much joy. They are 'beautiful souls'.
 
I can't imagine wanting to be anywhere else, with anyone else, or with any other kind of food.
Fresh Bruschetta

3 roma tomatoes, seeded and chopped
1/2 sweet small onion (vidalia preferably), chopped finely
2 cloves garlic, minced (most recipes call for garlic to be rubbed on top of the bread, I like to mix mine in)
3 tbs. good quality extra virgin olive oil
1/3 c. basil leaves (always tear basil by hand, because if you cut it, the edges that touched the blade will go black), chopped (by hand)
salt, to taste
black pepper, to taste

bread (preferrably french), cut into slices 1/4 inch thick

grated parmesan (optional)

1. Preheat oven to 350F. Place bread in warm oven about 5 minutes, or until brown.

2. Combine all the rest of the ingredients in a bowl. Spoon over the toast.

3. You can place the toast back in the oven (with an extra drizzle of olive oil over each) with some parmesan to have it warm, or have it cold (probably depends on what time of year it is, how warm you are, what way the wind is blowing, etc.).

4. Pray. Eat. Enjoy. Drive up to Whistler and do the Peak to Peak.

thin crust pizza: a sight for sore eyes.

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What is the best food to eat when you can't see? Carrots. What is the best food to serve someone who can't see for comedic enjoyment? A mountain of a pizza.
I'm very lucky, and quite proud, to be hosting an invalid. A visual gimp, if you may (I'm not sure how politically incorrect that is - if anyone asks, they are from the town of Gimpy, seriously, an actual town, in Queensland). Not only do I get the infinite pleasure that comes from my best friend Stelna's company, but I also get a certain amount of maniacal jocose enjoyment from watching her attempt to do the most basic of tasks, such as type. Not that she doesn't look very attractive, to the indie/hipster population, when she perpetually wears sunglasses. Very mysterious.

(In all actuality, I can make so much fun, because I went through this very same laser-corrective eye surgery about 2 years ago - changes your life, just makes you seem a bit . . . 'off' for about a week . . .)

So, to be cruel, I made pizza. I could have done something easy - like soup. But no, roasted veggies, garlic, sundried tomatoes, on a foccacia-esque crust just sounded too tasty. Stelna, therefore had to struggle with fork and knife to scrape up every piece of goodness to make the perfect bites. I had to leave about ten minutes after we started eating for a waxing appointment (I also needed some hearty pizza sustenance for this! Another reason I made this meal), and I swear she had only gone through 1/16th of her pizza.
Pizza, like most dishes (though this flat-bread with toppings has practically become its own food group), has a checkered history. By around 1000 it had appeared in latin texts, and by the 17th century, there was a flatbread sold in Naples named 'pizza'. As with any good Italian dish, it was the bread of the people, as this crust was used to test the temperature of the oven for making normal bread. As it gained in popularity, the toppings diversified. By the late 1800s, the famous margherita Pizza was created, named after the Queen-Consort of Italy at the time - it also was the most nationalistic pizza you could ever eat. Consisting of red tomato sauce, white mozza cheese, and green basil, you essentially eat the Italian flag when consuming a margherita pizza.

However, with pepperoni being the most popular topping in the USA, its no wonder the pizza has become the flag for obesity in that great country. Pizza hut, the first commercialized chain of fast food pizzarias, opened in the 1930s and the flat-bread in North America has gone downhill since then. Pizza is supposed to be a medley of flavors, or the enjoyment of the most basic ones - such as the famous margherita. It is not supposed to be about the cheese, or the fat, or the styrofoam-tasting-bready-thing-that-holds-it-all-together. It's about fresh flavors, enough cheese to act as a cement, but not enough to override the other toppings. They should all balance each other out, and the bread should almost be the crowning glory (in my opinion). Whether you like your crust crunchy or soft, it should have the flavor and texture of focaccia, the loveliest of breads (again, in my opinion). Ah pizza, let us return to your roots, and let us disdain from ever again going to Panago or Pizza Hut or Little Ceasars.

Thin Crust Fresh Pizza

thin pizza crust (see below)
1/2 c. marinara sauce (see below)

1 head of roasted garlic, minced
handful of fresh basil
handful of fresh spinach
1/3 c. sundried tomatoes, drained
1 fresh tomato, sliced
1 roasted eggplant, sliced
8 roasted mushrooms, sliced
1 roasted red pepper, sliced
6 artichoke hearts, sliced (optional)
50 g. prosciutto (optional)
1/4 c. feta cheese, crumbled
1/2 c. of mozzarella cheese

1. Preheat oven to 500F. Spread marinara sauce on the crust. Add the layers of toppings (I like to sprinkle a little cheese in between all the layers so my pizzas have more staying power - as you can tell, I like to pile them high). Sprinkle dried parsley and oregano over the top.

2. Place in oven and bake until cheese is brown and bubbly on top and the crust has a nice brown - about 8-12 minutes.

3. Pray. Eat - while looking at your friend struggling to mow down. Enjoy!


Marinara Sauce
(Adapted from Recipe Pizza)

3 tbs. extra virgin olive oil
1 small onion, chopped
5 cloves garlic, minced
3 roma tomatoes, peeled and minced
1 3 oz. can of tomato paste
1 tbs. dried oregano
1 tbs. dried basil
1/2 tbs. dried marjoram
1/2 tsp. salt (or to taste)
1/4 tsp. black pepper (or to taste)

1. Heat oil. Saute onion and garlic until brown and caramalized.

2. Add the rest of the ingredients. Bring to a boil. Reduce to a simmer, stirring on occasion, for about 5 minutes.

3. Let cool. Puree if you want, or leave chunky. When cool, spread over pizza crust or freeze for future use, up to 3 months.


Thin Pizza Crust*
(Adapted from Recipe Pizza)

*Note: I am the worst baker alive - I bake the way I cook. Handfuls of this, pinch of that, random cup (drinking cup mind you, not measuring cup) of something else - baking should be a science, unfortunately, in that regard, I fall short. Please do not make the same mistakes I do - these amounts should be good.

3/4 cup of lukewarm water
3 tbs. olive oil
1 3/4 cups of unbleached plain flour
1/2 teaspoon of salt
1 envelope of dry yeast
1/4 teaspoon of sugar

1. Add ingredients in order written to a bread machine. Put it on dough setting. Let it go for about 20 minutes, then remove the dough and let it rest for about 5 minutes.

2. Place on baking stone, or on lightly oiled baking sheet. Press out dough to form a slight lip. If your dough is spread quite thin, add your sauce and topping of choice and then bake all together. If it is a bit thicker and you like your pizza crust quite crisp, place it in preheated oven for about 5-8 minutes to pre-cook it before adding toppings.